Yue Ran used a kitchen knife to chop the radishes. She wanted to chop the radishes into pieces. She sneered and said, "You're quite well-prepared for panicking. You don't call anyone but the groom. Are you happy now that Yi Han isn't marrying Xiaowan?"
Qu Xiaoman said aggrievedly, "Mom, no, I really didn't—"
"Don't call me that. I'm not your mother!" Yue Ran roared.
Qu Xiaowan sighed at the side. Her mother's composure was far inferior to Qu Xiaoman's. She was so angry that she became an evil person in the eyes of others. If she did not guess wrongly, her father, Qu Zhen, would appear here in a while.
Qu Xiaowan hurriedly walked over and supported Qu Xiaoman, who was swaying. She said with concern, "Aiyo, Xiaoman, why did you run out? Why aren't you resting in your room? If you really can't, just lie in the recuperation room. It won't be good if you become a cripple after you fall ill."
